Cannon fodder love rival of Jackie Chan Aotian

Chapter 74 Invitation from the 2nd generation ancestor

It was the first time for Wu Tang to do this kind of thing, and his movements were a little stiff. Now there are several layers of protective shields around the entrance of the cave, to isolate Yu Ji from the divine consciousness released when he closed his eyes and rested? ?

"Junior Brother...I'm sorry about that fox demon before."

Wu Tang had never apologized to anyone before, and forced an apologetic smile on his face, which was very unnatural.

Wen Yanke's eyes were even colder, and he could almost guess what Wu Tang was going to say next.

As Wu Tang said, he took the Magic Shape Pill, and changed according to the appearance of the fox demon in his memory, somewhat similar to his own appearance.

But the eyebrows are thinner, the lips are more plump, and the facial bones are more delicate and petite. At a glance, she looks like a woman.

"You like this face, but Junior Brother, this is me." Wu Tang changed back to his own face after speaking.

Two drops of rain fell on Wu Tang's face, flowing down the bridge of the nose to his lips.

Although his own face is also delicate, but the facial features are deeper and more three-dimensional, and it will definitely not be mistaken for a woman.

"I'm a man just like you, and we have the same body structure." Wu Tang had been observing Wen Yanke's expression, but there seemed to be no change on his face, just looking at him deeply.

In a hurry, Wu Tang grabbed Wen Yanke's hand and placed it on her face, leading him across her brow bone, nose bridge, cheek, and finally her lips.

"Do you understand?" Seeing Wen Yanke's still indifferent expression, Wu Tang gritted his teeth and took off the outer shirt that Wen Yanke gave him just now, leaving only the pure white undershirt that Wen Yanke gave him.

"Look at the man's whole body is flat. I'm not that fox demon. I have nothing in common with him except that I look alike. That's just a fantasy." Wu Tang then took Wen Yanke's hand and put it on her chest.

Wen Yanke did not stop Wu Tang's actions, and completely obeyed her trust.

"Flat..." Although it is slightly curved and soft to the touch, it is far inferior to the plump and delicate beauty of a woman.

Next is the waist.

Cultivators of immortals are all top-notch in appearance, and Wu Tang is the most yin body.Even among the monks, his appearance is top-notch, which can be described as beautiful.

Although he was not as tall as Wen Yanke and Yu Ji, he was tall and well-proportioned like a crane.

His waist was considered slender among men, and it was covered with a layer of slender and dexterous muscles. With his hands resting on the clothes, he could easily feel the heat radiating from underneath.

But even so, it was far different from the woman's enchanting and soft body.

Wen Yanke was taken by Wu Tang's hand and caressed her whole body, except for the hidden parts.

The underwear Wen Yanke gave him was made of silk, as if it could directly touch the warm and soft skin underneath through that layer of silk.

This time Wen Yanke's expression finally changed a little, her eyes were dim and hard to understand, but it was fleeting.

Fortunately, Wu Tang's full attention was on Wen Yanke's face, so even a momentary change was captured by him.

Seeing this, Wu Tang was inspired, it seems that his method is useful.

He decided to take advantage of the victory and pursue it, trying to get his junior brother back straight.

Wu Tang took a deep breath, closed her eyes, her hands were trembling slightly.

He first added several layers of barriers around him to isolate the outside world, then put his hands on his waist, stayed there for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to take off his only remaining underwear.

It just so happened that a thunder flashed by at this moment, and the light at that moment was enough for Wen Yanke to see him clearly.

Wu Tang didn't save a piece of fabric for himself, what he wanted was to give Wen Yanke the most intuitive feeling.

He was very white, and there seemed to be only two colors of white and pink all over his body, even in the most secret places.

His skin is also thin, like a crystal-clear skin filled with powder, making people want to touch him, hurt him, and dye him with a more beautiful color.

Wu Tang was so embarrassed that he felt like he had been plucked for the guests to choose chickens for slaughter. He didn't even dare to open his eyes to see Wen Yanke's reaction.

"Do you understand?" Wu Tang waited for a long time, but did not wait for Wen Yanke's movement, so she couldn't help asking him.

"Hmm..." Wen Yanke's voice was short, like a breath coming from the nasal cavity.

However, he didn't talk much in the first place, so Wu Tang didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

"It's the same as yours, right?" Wu Tang resisted the embarrassment and patiently guided Wen Yanke step by step.

People in the world of cultivating immortals, no matter what they are inside, they all look glamorous on the surface, so Wu Tang really didn't have the chance to see other people's bodies in detail.

Only the last time Wen Yanke went mad and asked him for help, Wu Tang touched her a few times, and she had a rough impression in her heart.

"Hmm..." Wen Yanke was still short.

Wu Tang couldn't distinguish his emotions from these two sentences, so he opened his eyes slightly, and what he saw was Wen Yanke's exceptionally calm face, but those eyes were blocked by the branches hanging from the cave roof——

It can only be vaguely seen that he seems to be looking at him intently, but there is no disgust and rejection that Wu Tang thought he would have.

Wu Tang gritted her teeth, added a fire at last, and gently took Wen Yanke's hand: "Would you like to touch it again?"